Mr Wang Says So: Life And How To Survive It

I would like to pay a tribute to a friend who migrated and runs a small shop in Perth. He had many passions including the love of the martial arts and the need to be of some service to the poor. But he could not. He never did and up till today he has not done so. Did he lose his passion? Did he become a slave to his job. My friend grew up in Chinatown in Singapore,not the romanticized, sanitized tourist attraction that passes for Chinatown today. No he grew up in a small room, a cubicle with a piece of cloth for a door, shared kitchen facilities where each family had its own charcoal or kerosene stove and smelly wet bathrooms and toilets shared by all the tenants. In other words he was poor. And because he was poor, he had to give up his education and became a teacher (the best he could be then because he came from RI) at a school in Bukit Ho Swee. He taught all subjects b...